| 作曲 : Pulp | |
| 作词 : Jarvis Cocker | |
| His body loved her, his mind was set on other things | |
| Keep your face out of sight and your thoughts to yourself | |
| And this went on for several nights festering in silence, growing in the dark | |
| And this they saw as love. | |
| Love | |
| So sad to see | |
| They suffocate at night | |
| Oh this they saw as love | |
| Love | |
| So sad to see to see it slowly die | |
| She met his wishes, he found that he had changed his mind | |
| Now the fit is too tight and the bedroom too warm | |
| The days are filled with things to do | |
| Night-time lies so hollow and memories betray | |
| Oh memories of love | |
| Love | |
| So sad to see | |
| They suffocate at night | |
| Those memories of love | |
| Love | |
| So sad to see to see it slowly die | |
| Two years have passed, two years of emptiness inside | |
| And the grey skies above just show how far I went wrong | |
| I wonder if she's living there the way that I recall | |
| The way I'll always think of you | |
| And when I think of you I think of love | |
| Love | |
| So sad to see | |
| They suffocate at night | |
| You know I think of love | |
| Love | |
| So sad to see to see it slowly die | |
| I wrote you a letter | |
| I threw it away | |
| I wrote you a letter | |
| I threw it away | |
| I need her | |
| I know I don't need her | |
| I need her | |
| Oh Oh-oh... | |
| Dadalala... |
| zuo qu : Pulp | |
| zuo ci : Jarvis Cocker | |
| His body loved her, his mind was set on other things | |
| Keep your face out of sight and your thoughts to yourself | |
| And this went on for several nights festering in silence, growing in the dark | |
| And this they saw as love. | |
| Love | |
| So sad to see | |
| They suffocate at night | |
| Oh this they saw as love | |
| Love | |
| So sad to see to see it slowly die | |
| She met his wishes, he found that he had changed his mind | |
| Now the fit is too tight and the bedroom too warm | |
| The days are filled with things to do | |
| Nighttime lies so hollow and memories betray | |
| Oh memories of love | |
| Love | |
| So sad to see | |
| They suffocate at night | |
| Those memories of love | |
| Love | |
| So sad to see to see it slowly die | |
| Two years have passed, two years of emptiness inside | |
| And the grey skies above just show how far I went wrong | |
| I wonder if she' s living there the way that I recall | |
| The way I' ll always think of you | |
| And when I think of you I think of love | |
| Love | |
| So sad to see | |
| They suffocate at night | |
| You know I think of love | |
| Love | |
| So sad to see to see it slowly die | |
| I wrote you a letter | |
| I threw it away | |
| I wrote you a letter | |
| I threw it away | |
| I need her | |
| I know I don' t need her | |
| I need her | |
| Oh Ohoh... | |
| Dadalala... |
| zuò qǔ : Pulp | |
| zuò cí : Jarvis Cocker | |
| His body loved her, his mind was set on other things | |
| Keep your face out of sight and your thoughts to yourself | |
| And this went on for several nights festering in silence, growing in the dark | |
| And this they saw as love. | |
| Love | |
| So sad to see | |
| They suffocate at night | |
| Oh this they saw as love | |
| Love | |
| So sad to see to see it slowly die | |
| She met his wishes, he found that he had changed his mind | |
| Now the fit is too tight and the bedroom too warm | |
| The days are filled with things to do | |
| Nighttime lies so hollow and memories betray | |
| Oh memories of love | |
| Love | |
| So sad to see | |
| They suffocate at night | |
| Those memories of love | |
| Love | |
| So sad to see to see it slowly die | |
| Two years have passed, two years of emptiness inside | |
| And the grey skies above just show how far I went wrong | |
| I wonder if she' s living there the way that I recall | |
| The way I' ll always think of you | |
| And when I think of you I think of love | |
| Love | |
| So sad to see | |
| They suffocate at night | |
| You know I think of love | |
| Love | |
| So sad to see to see it slowly die | |
| I wrote you a letter | |
| I threw it away | |
| I wrote you a letter | |
| I threw it away | |
| I need her | |
| I know I don' t need her | |
| I need her | |
| Oh Ohoh... | |
| Dadalala... |